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"Khalid.... Khalid..." Octavia called his name repeatedly, trying to reach to him, but he was moving to fast and rough.

She could feel her waist beginning to hurt already and really needed a break. His weight was pressing down on hers, making her unable to move even if she wanted to. 

"Khalid..." She called again.

Sweats dripped down to her chest as she felt him moving swiftly in and out of her. She could feel the muscles down there becoming sore already, her vãgina was feeling wet and slippery enough.

Soon, she started whimpering, but Khalid wasn't getting any of it. Then, she thought of another way to reach him. 

Her heart was racing heavily as she moved her hand from his back and reached for his soft hair. She massaged his scalp soothingly and moaned into his face. Due to the position they were in, she couldn't see or touch his face, so she just focused on his